First off, Bush was a cheerleader in college. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, it just seems kind a gay. I’m told he’s not big fan.
Next up, there’s the ol’ nosepickin’ video. We all go digging, but we don’t all own the Texas Rangers and have designs on national office.
And some tidbits from a Washington Post article, circa the 1999 campaign. This first one’s fun:
In the fall of 1967, when huge numbers of college students were marching on Washington to protest the Vietnam War, Bush was quoted in the New York Times defending the branding of fraternity pledges with a hot coat hanger, saying the resulting wounds resembled “only a cigarette burn.”
Looks like he had a penchant for torture nice and early in his career. Or at least claiming that it wasn’t torture. Ha ha, easy there Mr. Koppel, I call that the ‘Spirit Hood’.
I can’t always be harsh with Bush, sometimes he really does help give back to the people. The stellar athlete put in his dues and gave Yale and enduring legacy:
Stickball had always been played at Andover as a casual after-dinner pickup game, but Bush institutionalized it, his title duly noted in the school yearbook: “High Commissioner of Stickball.” He organized campus teams into a league that included every last uncoordinated soul who wanted to play. For this, many a former nerd is still grateful.
That’s about it, although a few more couldn’t hurt. He fell off his bike again, but that’s not surprising. Castro thinks all the coke Bush snorted and the booze he drank made him stupid. Bush was given elephant dung stationary by the Sri Lankans.